Chapter 36 🔞🔞Chapter 36🔞🔞
Adrianna yanked the rope binding my wrists above my head, forcing me flat onto my back on the carpet, causing the whelps on my back to be more irritated. The drill dildo still buzzed savagely inside my ass, the spinning ridges grinding against my prostate with every twist of my body, sending jolts of fire-laced pleasure ripping through my core. My hole stretched obscenely around the girth, raw and gaping, the relentless vibration milking my insides until my cock jerked wildly, untouched, splattering pre-cum across my abs in hot, sticky ropes.
“You belong to me, demon, body and soul. You are mine, which means that everything you are also belongs to me. Your soul is mine to love, to forgive or to punish. Your cock is mine to fuck, or mine to chop off if I so choose. Your body is mine to kill and mine to command.” she snarled, straddling my waist, her voice a guttural rasp thick with fury and lust, eyes blazing as she started to ride my cock hard. “Do you understand?”
“Yes!” I nodded fiercely.”
“Spectacular. Now that you finally grasp how fucked you are,” She grabbed my throat, leaned down and whispered in my ear, “you are not allowed to cum until I am satisfied.”
She tightened her fingers causing her nails to dig into my skin, but she didn't care—her pussy dripped freely, juices soaking my balls as she ground down, while the drill's whir escalated to a high-pitched drone that drowned out my ragged breaths. My body arched involuntarily, the invasion too deep, too brutal, my ring clenching futilely around the spinning toy as it tore fresh moans from my throat. Pain and need blurred, my mind fracturing under the assault, the soulmate bond pulsing hot between us like a live wire, amplifying every thrust.
She snatched the whip from the floor mid-ride, the leather cracking through the air before it lashed across my chest with vicious force. The tip bit into my pecs, splitting skin and drawing thin rivulets of blood that trickled down my ribs. I bellowed, fangs sinking into my lower lip, the sting exploding outward and syncing with the buzz hammering my prostate.
“Take it! This is for thinking you do not belong to me, that you can do whatever it is you please without consequences,” Adrianna screamed, her hips snapping down as in a punishing rhythm, the dildo plunging deeper with each downward slam.
She whipped my thighs next as she leaned back, the lash curling around the other side to mark the already welted flesh, leather embedding in muscle and ripping free with a wet snap. My skin burned, welts rising angry and red, but I felt as my cock throbbed harder, the base swelling as pre-cum leaked in a steady stream.
Moans tore from my chest, broken and guttural, my submission crashing over me like a wave I couldn't fight. The rope held my arms pinned above my head, supernatural heat seeping into my bones, sapping the teleportation spark that flickered at the edges of my mind. I bucked up into her rhythm despite myself, ass clenching around the vibrating monster as it spun mercilessly, forcing waves of humiliating ecstasy through my veins.
“Adrianna—fuck, please,” I gasped, voice cracking, eyes locked on her bouncing tits, nipples hard peaks I ached to bite.
But she owned this, her fury fueling the ride, her clit grinding against me with each brutal drop, her moans mixing with mine in a symphony of raw dominance.
The camera whirred on its tripod, red light unblinking as it captured every filthy detail: the way the drill dildo stretched my hole wide on the upstroke, glistening with my own slick; the whip cracking across my chest again, leaving a lattice of bloody stripes that made my muscles spasm; Adrianna's ass cheeks flexing as she rode me like a beast in heat, her pussy lips swollen and dripping onto my throbbing cock. It zoomed in on my face—my face poured sweat, fangs bared in a grimace of pained bliss.
“Look at you, your ass is leaking like a desperate whore,” she taunted me, lashing my thighs once again, the whip's tip flicking dangerously close to my balls, making them draw tight with agony.
Another thrust, the buzz intensifying as she cranked the drill higher, the spinning head battering my sensitive walls until stars burst behind my eyelids.
Our twisted dance escalated, dominance flipping like a blade between us, punishment bleeding into pure, consuming desire. Adrianna's breaths came in sharp pants, her body trembling as she whipped me once more—crack—while slamming down, also forcing the dildo to bottom out causing it to vibrate against my deepest spots. My moans turned to whimpers, my cock pulsing, on the edge of exploding without permission, the bond thrumming with her rage-fueled lust.
She leaned in, nails raking my marked chest, drawing fresh blood as she demanded, “Beg for it, Apollo. Beg your owner to let you cum while I wreck you.”
The camera caught it all—the desperate lick of my tongue across my lips, tasting her lingering essence; the helpless buck of my hips; the raw, unfiltered hunger in her eyes as she rode harder, faster, the whir and cracks filling the room like a dark ritual.
But even in submission, my mind whirled, the teleportation urge building faint and teasing, a promise of retaliation that only stoked the fire between us. Her pussy clenched visibly now, arousal flooding as she neared her peak, whip forgotten in her fist while she ground down one last time. The drill's buzz pushed us both toward oblivion, our souls entangled in this merciless storm of flesh and fury.
“No!”
“No? Do you not want to cum?”
“I do not deserve to cum.” I managed to whisper.
“Good answer,” She walked over to her dresser and rummaged around her drawer for a moment and pulled out a silver cock ring. “I can feel that you are about to blow, this will make sure you do not. No matter how good it feels.”
She placed the ring on my cock and continued fucking me.